Chapter 473

"Well Is that breath immortal? "

Wang Teng and long Aotian two people, eyes are staring round, eyeballs prominent.

Their eyes were fixed on the immortal spirit wrapped in Jun Xiaoyao's body, and their hearts were like shaking.

Immortal spirit!

It's not a description. It's true. It's immortal!

"How can it be? It's not that only Tianjiao, who has got a great chance on the emperor's road, can be condensed into immortal spirit. Why do you condense it now?"

With Wang Teng's deep character of Chengfu, he could not help losing his voice.

The power of a wisp of immortal spirit is extremely terrifying.

On the emperor's road, Tianjiao condensed out an immortal spirit, which can often crush the rest of Tianjiao, and can be called a small giant in the emperor's road.

However, now, the emperor road has not opened, Jun Xiaoyao has condensed out a wisp of immortal gas.

Is this not to say that Jun Xiaoyao has become a giant before he enters the imperial road?

This is unacceptable to Wang Teng and others.

If you let outsiders know that Jun Xiaoyao has condensed out the immortal spirit now, it will definitely have a big shock!

Long Aotian is also eye light vibration, look cold and fierce.

Jun Xiaoyao's strength has exceeded his imagination again and again.

"You know nothing about power." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes are full of banter and pity.

If he is long Aotian or Wang Teng, he will be desperate when he meets an opponent like himself.

"Let's fight together. You must die when you are free!" A roaring dragon.

Dressed in the arms of Emperor Dragon, his strength has temporarily reached the realm of Taoism and deity, and the great magic power of Taixu ancient dragon is also displayed by him.

"Taixu dragon boxing!"

Long Aotian's fist blows out, and the lines interweave. It turns into a mighty fist awn. It seems that there is a roaring voice of the ancient dragon, shaking the void!

Wang Teng is also a means of playing cards.

Because he knew that if he didn't do it, he would not even have the chance to do it.

"Cut me off and know the way!"

Wang Teng is holding the golden sword, taking the original heart as the sword, sweeping out the vast golden sword, with a kind of terrible will to cut my testimony!

The two of them are playing cards, and now they are joining hands.

Even the former Prince of the underworld, in the face of the desperate struggle of the two at the moment, may be severely damaged.

But Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm like a lake.

The immortal body of Da Luo was stimulated, and the immortal spirit of flesh body was blessed.

Today's king is carefree and does not even need to display any great magic power.

He is simple, one hand horizontal push away!

One after another, the lines appeared in the void, and the immortal spirit of his body was also slightly shocked.

All of a sudden, Jun Xiaoyao's palm wind is more fierce, so that the void is set off violent waves.

Bang!

With the help of the immortal immortal body and the immortal spirit of the flesh, you are free to leave.

This one hand is more powerful than any magic power!

Boom!

Wang Teng and long Aotian are flying backwards like a kite with broken strings. Their bodies make a clattering sound of broken bones and spit blood mixed with internal organs from their mouths.

A palm, Wang Teng, long Aotian two people were hit hard!

Bang!

They hit the ground heavily.

Dragon Aotian body of the Emperor Dragon armed, full of cracks.

Wang Teng also vomited blood and was extremely pale.

Despair!

Even with the arrogant nature of the dragon and Wang Teng, at the moment, his heart is full of despair.

Jun Xiaoyao is so strong that he doesn't look like a human being!

"Why, why, in this life, there will be such evil spirits as Jun Xiaoyao?" Wang Teng was puzzled.

He himself has been regarded as a demon, but in front of you Xiaoyao, he is nothing but a fart.

"You don't deserve the name of Shaodi." Jun Xiaoyao eyebrows, rushed out of a chain of God of order, turned into a gold dagger, chopped Wang Teng's brain in the yuan God.

Pooh!

Wang Teng's whole body fell backward, and the yuan God was chopped by the Yuan emperor's sword.

Jun Xiaoyao took back his eyes and looked at long Aotian indifferently.

"It's your turn."

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and the immortal spirit of the flesh wound around his arm.

With the blessing of body immortal spirit, Jun Xiaoyao's physical strength has broken the limit of 10 billion jin!

If this blow goes on, the mountains will be blasted into powder!

"Ha ha Do you really think you belong to the destiny

Long Aotian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with a hand, his face was grim, and his eyes showed a wisp of evil and crazy color.

"Oh?" You look at him lightly.

"My dragon is proud of the sky, is the destiny of the Lord!"

Long Aotian's voice dropped, his finger wearing the black lacquer dragon shaped ring, suddenly sent out a group of strange black light.Then, a breath of terror rose.

As the door of hellsenro opens, the endless wind is rolling.

The dark soul power condenses in the air, and finally turns into a tall magic shadow with black dragon scales all over the body.

A terrible breath came out, and the faint pressure was stronger than the ordinary supreme.

Even more powerful than Li Xin, one of the eight members of the God King!

"This is..." Jun Xiaoyao eyebrows slightly pick, the expression still keeps calm.

"As long as you kill this man, I will accept all your demands!" Long Ao Tian's eyes are full of resentment and coldly look at you Xiaoyao.

"Don't worry, you are predestined with this emperor. Your enemies are just ants in front of the emperor." The voice of the demon shadow with black dragon scales was indifferent.

"This breath is out of tune with the nine immortals. Is it the supreme will left by the strong in the foreign land?" You are carefree and thoughtful.

"Ah, it's interesting. This emperor is a foreign land. The degenerate dragon clan is one of the evil dragon kings." Said the shadow.

"I see." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

The ring of the evil dragon will be picked up by the evil dragon.

It has to be said that there are many opportunities for long Aotian.

"You are free and ready to die." Long Aotian's face is filled with the pleasure of revenge.

Even if the evil dragon emperor is only left with a remnant thought, it is by no means the emperor Xiaoyao can resist it.

At this time, Wang Teng, who had fallen to the ground, was suddenly struggling to get up.

"Well?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes show a strange color.

After Wang Teng stood up, his face still remained a touch of pale, but he looked at Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, which was extremely cold.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you let me realize what death is. Next, you will also taste this taste." Wang Teng's voice is extremely killing.

"Interesting, haven't I already cut off your spirit?" Jun Xiaoyao is still indifferent and asks curiously.

"Ha ha..." Wang Teng a smile, his eyebrows in the heart, suddenly there is light surging.

Then, a broken ancient talisman, suspended in the void, exudes a sense of imperial power.

"Incomplete imperial soldiers?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed slightly.

This fragmentary ancient talisman has the effect of protecting yuan Shen, which is beyond Jun Xiaoyao's expectation.

Wang Teng and long Aotian are very lucky indeed. They can find their own opportunities in the bronze immortal hall.

However, it's also good to do so. After fattening the leeks, you are only interested in harvesting them.

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